When you’re in the country,
in the grass or in a wood,
I may be there, waiting ,
to catch my lunch – oh that I could!
If your arms or legs are bare
or you’re walking in a dress,
my task will be so easy,
– just a doddle, more or less!
For I’m a lovely jumper,
and I also creep and crawl
if there is a chance of blood,
the slightest chance at all!
For blood I simply have to have,
I need it to survive.
And while I suck, I spit out germs,
I like it – I’m alive!
The climate’s getting warmer
-that’s really good for me.
We die less in the winter,
– there’ll be more of us, you’ll see!
Now that you have listened,
just tell me what’s my name.
If you don’t know don’t worry,
I’ll tell you all the same.
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